Rediscovering Authenticity: Tell Her, Darling... We Are Already Whole.

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For so long we have been told that these bodies
Are stumbling blocks for mans’ morality

We have been told to pick and pull at these bodies
like moldable clay pieces at the hands of someone who was never our maker

We are told to be counterfeit realities of a entertained fascination
Orchestrated by Photoshop
But they neglect, the fact that we are human beings
Breathing and living and crying and wondering
Was I made all wrong?

Is there too much curve in this shape?
**Too much flat in her chest,
**Too little grace in her bones?

I have tried to live on a thin line of embracing these love handles
And being too much to handle in order to love

Living life as an attempt to be seen beautiful in everyone else’s eyes but my own
So afraid that if no would dare get close enough to hold me,
sit me down tell me girl, you were created for beautiful things 

Slowly, we are becoming more built on the lies being force fed into these bodies

That we’ve forgotten what truth tastes like
I want to know that I don’t have to be a size anything
in order to be told that I am worthy, enough, worth it

I want to end this fragmented idea that we are only puzzle pieces until someone else comes along and sows value back into these frames
we are already whole

I don’t want to give life to anymore seeds planted in this gut
that needed to be uprooted a long time ago

I want my daughter to know, that she is nothing porcelain
She is not someone else’s masterpiece
She is more brick house
Than temporary home

She is a lighthouse, always guiding, always leading
And no one has to tell her when to stop shining, because it’s already her job

That she is more temple than ally way
She is no ones passing through

Tell her that, Darling, don’t let anyone trace out the atlas of your own maps
Do not let them re-write your namesake

Tell her, that her creator already said _it was good
_very good
when he took his first glance at you

Don’t let anyone take that away from you

For so long we’ve been told that these bodies are not ours,
It’s time we told them differently.

Photos by Kimberly Jurgens

Arielle Estoria

Arielle ​Estoria is a Writer, Speaker and Creative. Her motto of “Words not for the ears but for the soul” stemming from her belief that words are meant to be felt and not just heard. Arielle’s first EP of music and poetry called Symphony of a Lioness is available on iTunes. She is co-author of two poetry collections: Vagabonds and Zealots (2014) and Write Bloody Spill Pretty (2017). She is made of sass and good intentions and has a deep love for car karaoke and brunch.